This is so very moving and touching, Sumana. Your daughter is a beautiful young woman, and your elegy so very heart-felt. “Steps becoming fainter” is poignant. “Velvet touch rose” expresses such deep feeling. I do understand not reading the diary – yet – but perhaps there will eventually come the day… This breaks my heart once again, Friend.

Oh Sumana, words are not enough to express just how beautiful this poem is. May her soul rest in peace. Ameen. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support ❤

The heart of a mother knows no greater pain than losing the joy of a child. But she lives within your every memory and every smile she had elicited. We grieve your loss, Sumana and celebrate the fact that she graced your life!

Your daughter was a beautiful, young woman, Sumana. My mother’s heart hurts with yours. Your poem is a testament of how much she is loved and what an impact she made in your life. May you experience infinite blessings that soothe your soul and bring you peace.

Sumana, I feel your sadness, the beauty of your daughter, the rose without thorns, and the emotion in this poem in my very soul. And feel the longing to be reunited with her once again. So beautiful, such a profound loss, so exquisitely described. I admire your strength and grace so much.

Such a touching poem – and a beautiful young woman so sadly lost – there is so much dignity and grace somehow in her words remaining untouched in her diary .. memories can be a much needed silver lining and i am certain when the time comes you will be reunited

Your daughter is beautiful. And, as someone once said to me, much too young for angel’s wings. To lose a child is not in the natural flow of life – and rips the heart with grief.
This prompt has been so very personal for so many. And the reading must be slowly – one at a time and then a rest – as they touch the soul.
Thinking of you this morning…

My heart goes out to you, Sumana. Your daughter was so beautiful and your elegy is a very touching tribute to her. Every stage of grief is present here and expressed with elegance. The second stanza brought me to tears with “Little, velvet touch rose without a thorn / A song you were to be sung forever.
/ When your prattles blossomed into words you brought heaven down in our heart.” Thank you for sharing these very personal and tender words.

Beautiful words. I especially love the idea of breathing someone we love:
‘Alas! we always breathed your breezy words.
Our sweet balms, our joys of living were they.
One day they ceased to flow.
We are now breathless,’

Oh, this touches my heart profoundly. Thank you for opening your heart and sharing it with us, letting us see your beautiful daughter. My own daughter has been so close to leaving us because of illness, surgeries.